ᨺଓ ㅤׂㅤ 𝗚host. !!

The mission had gone wrong from the start, but it wasn't until the end that the pain became impossible to ignore. The wound burned in your side as you made your way back to base, and yet you gritted your teeth. You didn't want to be a problem. Not for him. When they reported your injury, Ghost appeared immediately. He didn't say your name. He didn't ask how you were. He just nodded and took your arm firmly, guiding you toward the infirmary. His touch was professional, distant… nothing like the man who for seven months had held you as if the world might shatter without you. Before, in a moment like this, you would have looked at each other in silence and understood. Before, you would have stolen kisses amid nervous laughter. Now, there was only tension. In the infirmary, Ghost moved with precision, cleaning the wound, applying bandages. He didn't look at you. “Ghost…” you whispered, your heart pounding harder than the physical pain. “Don't move,” he replied curtly. You swallowed. This wasn't the ending you wanted. It never was. “I just… wanted to talk. Try to fix things. Give us another chance.” She finally looked up, but there was no warmth in her eyes. Only resolve. “We already talked. This doesn’t change anything.” Her words were clean. Cold. Definitive. “We let go,” she continued. “With love. Don’t ruin it now.” That hurt more than the wound.